Chen Zhong used all the creative power in his body to crazily activate the Demonic Gourd of Joy. The demonic flames shot out from the gourd as if they were endless. This time, the demonic head transformed from the monstrous demonic flames had no facial features.

It was as blurry as before, and it let out a roar that no one could understand.

A trace of shock flashed in Zi Yueyanjun's eyes, "Is this a magic word!? Is it possible that the Demon Gourd of Joy really contains an ancient demon that has been extinct for countless thousands of years!?"

The look of greed flashed from his eyes.

"Ancestor, the Demon Lord of Joy actually handed over the Demon Gourd of Joy to Chen Zhong. I'm afraid their purpose of coming out this time is not simple. Something has happened here. Should we..."

The True Immortal of the Blood River preached the message.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Ziyue Yanjun's eyes. Behind Chen Zhong stood a statue of the famous Nine Tribulation Creator in the Central Continent - the Demon Lord of Joy! Although such an existence was not taken seriously by Cangji Yuanzun, it was not

If Yi Yi takes advantage of the situation and takes away the Magic Gourd of Joy today, unless he is sure not to leak the slightest news... Otherwise, Lord Zi Yueyan will face the wrath of the Nine Tribulations Creator...

"Don't act rashly, check the situation first."

Zi Yueyanjun said in a faint voice.

"Yes, ancestor!"

True Immortal Blood River nodded.

"Die!!!"

There was a hint of madness in Chen Zhong's eyes. He believed that even a Seven Tribulations Creator would be reduced to ashes under this blow!

A sense of danger arose in Ning Qi's heart. This time, he did not choose to confront the giant demon transformed by the demonic flames. Instead, he used Ninety Thousand Miles in a Flash, and his figure appeared directly behind Chen Zhong. His speed

It's too fast. For monks like Chen Zhong, his speed is a bug-level existence.

"How is it possible..."

The goosebumps on Chen Zhong's neck stood up one after another, and the two geniuses from the Huanxi Demon Sect beside him didn't seem to realize that Ning Qi was already standing behind them, looking around, looking for Ning Qi who had disappeared.

"This gourd is good. If you destroy a spiritual weapon of mine, give it to me as compensation."

Ning Qi reached out and grabbed Chen Zhong's neck, smiling.

"Evil!?"

When the genius of the Happy Demon Sect heard Ning Qi's voice, he turned around in shock and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. The Happy Demon Gourd in Chen Zhong's hand gradually lost its luster and turned back into an ordinary bloody gourd.

Chen Zhong held it tightly in his hand. When he heard Ning Qi's words, Chen Zhong's eyes flashed with panic, and he subconsciously said: "Impossible! You actually have the idea of ​​​​the Happy Demon Gourd. You are not afraid that the Demon Lord will come to you in person.

!?”

The reason why the Demon King of Joy dared to hand over the Demon Gourd of Joy to him was actually because except for a few existences in the Central Continent, there were no monks who dared to take advantage of the Demon Gourd of Joy. Therefore, Chen Zhong just hesitated for a moment.

He took out the Demon Lord of Joy in front of Zi Yueyan. In his opinion, even if Zi Yueyan had ten courages, he would not dare to actually snatch it away. Otherwise, he would definitely face the wrath of Demon Lord of Joy.

!

But now, this unknown young man has actually come up with the idea of ​​​​the Magic Gourd of Joy!? If the Magic Gourd of Joy is snatched away from him today, even if he returns to the sect, he will be severely punished!!

"Don't you want to give it to me? Then I will take it myself."

Ning Qi smiled slightly, and the fairy spirit gushed out crazily from his palm, rushing into Chen Zhong's body like a flood. Chen Zhong only had time to let out a miserable howl, and his body expanded crazily, and finally exploded with a bang.

After catching the blood clot, Ning Qi fished out of the blood mist in the sky and caught the Magic Gourd of Joy.

He carefully looked at it and threw it directly into the space package. At the same time, he moved and disappeared in place. There was a loud noise and a huge hole appeared in the place where he was just standing. Zi Yueyan Jun held the hand

Holding a sword that exuded a touch of the power of creation, he maintained an attacking posture.

"Mr. Ziyueyan, you just launch a sneak attack without saying a word. How can you be considered a hero?"

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

Ziyue Yanjun looked at Ning Qi coldly: "Hand over the Magic Gourd of Joy. This time you offended Cangji Yuanzun, I will go back and speak for you and ask Cangji Yuanzun to let you live."

"This kind of talk is enough to deceive a three-year-old child."

Ning Qi smiled.

The two remaining geniuses of the Huanxi Demon Sect stood there dumbfounded after discovering that Chen Zhong was dead. As a result, they were implicated by Zi Yueyan Jun's sword just now and were seriously injured. They looked at each other in horror, and they had already discovered the situation today.

I am afraid that it has reached the point of no return, and even Zi Yueyanjun has a little bit of greed towards the Happy Demon Gourd!

"work!"

Zi Yueyanjun shouted coldly.

work?

A trace of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes. The leader of the Tongshan Sect who was closest to the Blood River True Immortal suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and turned his head to look in disbelief.

"Let's hit the road."

True Immortal Blood River smiled at him, and before he could continue to take action, the leader of Tongshan Sect exclaimed, and his figure immediately disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was already very far away. True Immortal Blood River smiled

He smiled, his body flashed, and he chased after the leader of Tongshan Sect.

After receiving the order from Lord Zi Yueyan, another dozen red-robed monks immediately rushed towards the monks watching the battle. They did not expect that this group of aloof creators would take action against them. The monks in the front group almost had no time to react.

, they were beheaded. It was only then that they reacted and fled in horror.

"Junior sister, run away! They want to kill people and silence them!"

The two male cultivators from the Setting Sun Sect could not imagine Zi Yueyanjun's intention at this moment, so they quickly pulled Lei Wenjuan and shot away into the distance.

"Ancestor!"

Ziyue Donghua was stunned for a moment, and then struck out with a palm. The group of monks closest to him were beaten into minced meat before they even had time to scream.

"Hand over the Magic Gourd of Joy in exchange for your life. This is your last chance."

Zi Yueyanjun walked slowly towards Ning Qi.

"I really want to see how powerful the Creator of the Seven Tribulations is. If you want the Magic Gourd of Joy, come and get it yourself."

Ning Qi smiled slightly and walked forward with the dragon-slaying sword.

"Sword cuts the galaxy!"

Ziyue Yanjun smiled. When the two were less than a hundred feet apart, he suddenly slashed towards Ning Qi with his sword. The surrounding void suddenly shattered, and the majestic power of creation swept towards Ning Qi like a wave.

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth raised slightly, and he held the dragon-slaying sword with both hands and went directly towards Zi Yueyanjun's sword. The void that was originally chopped by Ziyueyan was chopped into pieces by Ning Qi for the second time, and Ziyueyan's sword was

After touching the dragon-slaying sword, they dispersed in both directions, causing no harm to Ning Qi at all.

"You'll take a stab at me too!"

Ning Qi laughed loudly, jumped up, and swelled up in the wind. With his hands carrying a huge force, he waved the dragon-slaying sword that also became dozens of feet long, and slashed down at the ant Zi Yueyanjun.
Chapter completed!